The Angels
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When they landed on their planet (Which was ours up until then) We couldn’t stop ourselves from talking About the beauty of their skin It was skin as if the night sky Were dipped… Continue reading The Angels
Author: Joseph Westley Ammons
I live in Austin.
other autumns
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if i am conscious then there must be something it is like to be me, like being you, for instance at night, when the whales all stand up sleeping, the stars seem to hint… Continue reading other autumns
scissors
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a death god looks me up using the internet, but divine distraction attracts its gaze toward more grisly matters in the east. encoded in the web, my fate between scissors Continue reading scissors
dependence day
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harmon- a backward bas- and a sky of percuss- beautiful people drink beautif- the fire- Continue reading dependence day
sober as an oiled knife my consciousness cuts through…
the angel
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pupils were needle points all bright blue irises lit by the glow of a neon halo. her wings were made of dark, stained-glass windows and when she flew, glass cracked brightly “Something” was her… Continue reading the angel
voyage
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inside a closed circle a magnet for moonlight infinitely approaching those present moments pinned to the black universe like moths in a polished case i am not trapped but whole Continue reading voyage
